Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Hunt (II)

When Xiao Jingwu arrived, there were already several ladies who were good at equestrian skills around Ming Shiyun, carefully helping her upper body up and wiping the dust off her forehead. Seeing the delicate and beautiful beauty like petals, just closing her eyes so tightly and letting others move, she didn't respond in the slightest, Xiao Jingwu's mood couldn't help but feel a little irritable.

"Where's the Imperial Doctor?! Why haven't you gone to Xuan Taiyi yet?! ”

"Your Majesty is angry, the concubine has already ordered someone to invite the imperial doctor, I think she is rushing here, and it will be there in a while."

The reply was a lady who was wiping the bruises on her forehead for Ming Shiyun, Lei Yuning, the princess of Ming Cao, and Xiao Jingwu's cousin. Because the friendship between the two of them has been relatively deep since they were little brothers, she is the one who dares to reply at this time.

"Your Majesty, let's relax first, Jue Zhaorong Niangniang is young after all, and her body is good, although she fell into a coma for a while, it won't be too serious, after all, it's just a foal, and the horse platform here is low, and when the doctor comes to see the medicine, maybe it won't be long before she wakes up."

"Humph! This brute! I dared to fall into my concubine! What's the use of keeping it there? Drag it to me and cut it down, and I'll use it to add a meal to the minions in the paddock tonight! ”

Xiao Jingwu was in a hurry, he personally led Ming Shiyun up to this horse platform, but he didn't want this kind of accident to happen, where was he still in the mood to continue hunting? The people who were waiting around were very aware of things, so they naturally took advantage of the time to quickly pack up and tidy up, because they didn't know what the consequences of Ming Shiyun's fall were, and they didn't dare to move her too much without the imperial doctor talking, so they quickly brought the soft couch and other things, and first lifted Ming Shiyun up and lay down.

"Weichen Zhong Yuanda, long live my emperor, long live." Only then did Ming Shiyun be placed on a soft couch to lie down temporarily, and the people from the Tai Hospital also happened to come over.

"Okay, okay, don't talk nonsense there, hurry up and see what is wrong with Jue Zhaorong." waved his sleeves impatiently, where did xiao jingwu still have the patience to ink with him, and immediately let him save all the emptiness and hurry up to see the people.

"Yes." Of course, Zhong Yuanda also knew how favored Ming Shiyun was now, and where did she dare to rub anything, so he immediately came to the edge of the soft couch and diagnosed her carefully.

Xu is injury is indeed not serious, so after a while, Zhong Yuanda took the pulse line, raised his hand and gently pressed the injury twice, and after confirming, he turned back to Xiao Jingwu's side and knelt down again to reply.

"Your Majesty, Jue Zhaorong Niangniang's body is just a skin injury, in fact, it is not serious, it will be fine to rest for a night, mainly because I was frightened, I will faint for a while, and I will wake up after a while, and it is not a big problem." Zhong Yuanda finished telling the injury, paused slightly, and then leaned over and bowed respectfully, but his voice raised and reported again, "In addition, Jue Zhaorong Niangniang has been pregnant for nearly two months, and Weichen congratulates Your Majesty and is happy to be the emperor's heir." ”